The spear in Ma Tong's hand was like a rainbow, and it was in front of Lu Qingfeng's eyebrows in the blink of an eye. Lu Qingfeng could clearly feel the coldness coming from him. If it were an ordinary person, he would have dodged in advance, but Lu Qingfeng's expression
He was still very calm, because no matter how fast the weapon struck, he could not escape the detection of Lu Qingfeng's spiritual consciousness.
Ma Tong's hands holding the spear twisted to the left and right, and the spear head suddenly trembled. The red tassel behind the spear tip was like blood. Hundreds of diamond-shaped spear tips appeared in front of Lu Qingfeng. Lu Qingfeng gently turned to the left.
Slightly turning sideways, he raised the Big Dipper sword in his right hand and made a stroke on Ma Tong's gun barrel. At the same time, he stepped forward and immediately moved closer to Ma Tong's body.
As the saying goes, an inch long is strong, an inch short is clever. In a battle between long and short weapons, short weapons obviously suffer. Swords are the gods of weapons and are the most flexible in use, while long guns are much more clumsy to use.
Lu Qingfeng could only defeat the advantage of the spear by bullying himself and using close combat. This was the basic common sense for anyone who used a sword.
Lu Qingfeng was less than one meter away from Ma Tong, and was already within the attack range of the long sword. The opportunity was too late to miss, and the Big Dipper sword instantly pierced out, also piercing the center of Ma Tong's eyebrows.
Ma Tong was approached by Lu Qingfeng and hurriedly retreated behind him. The spear in his hand swept across to the left, and immediately brought up a silver-white spear light, which went straight to Lu Qingfeng's waist.
Seeing that the barrel of the spear reached his waist, Lu Qingfeng jumped up and jumped more than two meters high in an instant. He stepped forward in the air and reached the top of Ma Tong's head. Ma Tong's spear offensive was broken.
Lu Qingfeng changed his grip on the sword with one hand to both hands. He raised the Big Dipper sword above his head and suddenly slashed it down on Ma Tong's head. The moment the sword came down, a dazzling colorless light flashed on the sword. This was the sword.
It's because he has accumulated profound divine power of chaos.
"Such a strong divine power," Ma Tong couldn't help but say, and then he saw Ma Tong's body suddenly twisting, turning around quickly with his waist as the axis, his hands sliding back quickly, tightly grasping the barrel of the gun, and swinging the spear
It hit Lu Qingfeng's long sword like a big stick.
The two of them fought back and forth, and hundreds of rounds passed in the blink of an eye. The young geniuses in the pavilion watched the fight between the two in the air intently, and they were extremely excited.
If the fight between the true gods is evenly matched, the outcome may last for several days, ten days or even months. Geniuses like Lu Qingfeng and Ma Tong, whose true strength is not weaker than that of the gods, will not be able to win at all.
Winner or loser cannot be determined in a moment.
It was late at night in the blink of an eye, and the lights of Shenzhou City were already on. There was a huge dock close to the Canglan River, and ships were constantly shuttling back and forth, making the entire city have a huge flow of people.
The pavilion built by Ling Feixue was very close to the pier, and the place where the two fought was in the air not far from the pier. Whether it was a cargo ship or a passenger ship, anyone who disembarked would see the battle on the river at a glance.
No matter who got on or off the boat, they all gathered on the dock to watch the battle between a pair of extremely talented people.
The people of Meteor Star are good at martial arts, and almost everyone has a certain level of cultivation. No matter how high or low their cultivation level is, everyone has a few skills. Moreover, the people of Meteor Star admire the strong, especially young geniuses.
The admiration of these people with low cultivation level.
While hundreds of thousands of people on the Canglan River were watching the flying battles in the air, the two men fighting in the air suddenly stopped. People couldn't help but open their eyes and look carefully.
In the air at this time, Lu Qingfeng was standing opposite Ma Tong in a colorful battle suit, and Ma Tong was standing motionless in the air holding a spear in one hand. Between his eyebrows, the tip of Lu Qingfeng's Big Dipper sword was light.
Lightly tapping on it, Lu Qingfeng was looking at Ma Tong opposite with a smile.
Withdrawing the Big Dipper Sword, Lu Qingfeng said with a faint smile: "Comrade Ma Dao, I'm sorry, Qingfeng has benefited a lot from today's sparring. Thank you very much, Comrade Ma Dao."
Ma Tong put away the spear in his hand, clasped his fist at Lu Qingfeng and said, "Fellow Taoist Qingfeng, you are indeed worthy of the title of the number one genius in the East Meteor Continent. Ma Tong is worthy of his name."
"Fellow Taoist Ma is so polite. You performed your spear superbly. Look at the people watching below. They were all impressed by Friend Taoist's skills. Although Qingfeng won, it was only a narrow victory. The next time we fight,
But it’s not necessarily who wins and who loses, let’s go! Let’s go down and drink tea, the tea prepared by Miss Ling is very delicious!”
Ma Tong listened to Lu Qingfeng's words and laughed loudly and said: "Okay, let's go down and continue drinking tea, otherwise it would be a real pity if there is no more tea."
The two returned to the pavilion and sat down in their original positions. Lu Qingcheng stood up and poured herbal tea for the two of them. Then he turned to Lu Qingfeng and smiled: "Brother Qingfeng, I have competed with Ma Tong before, and I am no match for him.
It seems that I am not worthy of the title of Divine Sword. This title should be awarded to Brother Qingfeng."
Lu Qingfeng waved his hand and said with a smile: "We cultivators should not covet those false names. Otherwise, if we are fettered by these false names, our progress in cultivation will be greatly affected."
"Haha, fellow Taoist Qingfeng said it right. I used to care too much about the name of the Divine Gun. From now on, I will no longer have the name of the Divine Gun in front of Ma Tong. Whoever calls me that again, I will be in trouble with."
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After hearing what Ma Tong said, Lu Qingcheng laughed loudly and said: "Ma Tong, Ma Tong, you are really stubborn. Just let others yell at you whatever they want. Just don't take it to your heart."
Ling Feixue smiled and said to Lu Qingfeng: "Brother Qingfeng, the discussion just now between you and fellow Ma Taoist was so exciting. It has reached the pinnacle of this tea party. I'm afraid the next discussion will not be worth watching."
Lu Qingcheng waved his hands and said with a smile: "What Miss Ling said is not entirely true. Brother Qingfeng has created endless fame in the Eastern Meteorite Continent. Many of his continuous battles have been spread throughout the Meteorite. It has become a well-known story. Now,
Can't we just ask Qingfeng brother to continue discussing with others?"
After hearing this, Ling Feixue laughed and said: "I'm afraid this is not appropriate! According to the practice of tea parties in previous years, everyone is not allowed to compete continuously."
Lu Qingcheng shook his head and said with a smile: "Miss Ling is wrong to say that. Previous tea parties still have to be ranked. In previous years, there were no monks from other continents. This tea party is originally a special tea party, so let's just keep it special."
Ling Feixue said with a smile: "Even if what you said is right, but look, who else can fight with Brother Qingfeng? I'm afraid no one here will go up again."
Lu Qingcheng curled his lips, looked at Ling Feixue and said with a smile: "Miss Ling, don't look down on others too much, okay? The person who fights Brother Qingfeng is far away and right in front of me. Anyway, I still have the title of Invincible Divine Sword."
Well, today I am willing to be a green leaf and serve as a foil for Brother Qingfeng."
After finishing speaking, he turned to Lu Qingfeng and said, "Brother Qingfeng, what do you think? My suggestion is good, right? Can you give me this thin noodle? Competing with you is something I have been looking forward to for a long time."
Lu Qingfeng stood up and said with a smile: "Brother Qingcheng, I agree to your request. Let's start now and let the fellow Taoists here see the peerless style of my Qingcheng Lu family genius."
After Lu Qingfeng finished speaking, he took the lead and flew over the Canglan River. In the blink of an eye, he was ten thousand meters above the river. Holding the Big Dipper Sword in his hand, he looked at the onlookers standing by the river.
The colorful battle clothes are worn on the body, and there is also a silver hair crown on the top of the head. There are white jade hairpins at both ends of the hair crown. The breeze blows, and the colorful battle clothes make a sound.
Proud style.
Lu Qingcheng stood in the pavilion, looking at Lu Qingfeng suspended in the air. He couldn't help but be infected by Lu Qingfeng's handsomeness. He laughed loudly and said: "Brother Qingfeng is so courageous. He is worthy of being a member of my Lu family. Today, I will let you and my brother be here."
Above the Canglan River, a peak showdown between peerless geniuses will be staged."
After Lu Qingcheng finished speaking, he jumped up and stood a mile away from Lu Qingfeng in an instant. He also held an innate spiritual treasure sword in his hand. The two looked at each other from a distance, with a faint smile on their faces.
Lu Qingcheng held the sword in his right hand and made sword skills with his left hand. The long sword pointed forward, his eyes were like lightning. He looked at Lu Qingfeng opposite and said with a smile: "Brother Qingfeng, I got my wish and competed with my elder brother. I hope that my elder brother will not let me down.
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The top geniuses of Lu Qingfeng's level, no matter who they face, as long as they take action, they will go all out. The phrase "a lion fights a rabbit with all its strength" is most appropriate when applied to them.
Once he was ready to start the duel, the smile on Lu Qingfeng's face disappeared instantly, and a look of concentration suddenly appeared on his face.
"Brother Qingcheng, although I am only a few months older than you, I am still an elder brother after all, so I ask you to take action first."
"In this case, I will no longer be polite. Brother, please pay attention." After saying the last word, Lu Qingcheng had disappeared on the other side and was in front of Lu Qingfeng in the blink of an eye. His speed was much faster than the blood reward.
The strength of Xuehuan ranks among the top five among the younger generation of Zhongyue Shenzhou. If Lu Qingcheng is compared with these geniuses from Zhongyun Shenzhou, I am afraid that only Meng Fei can fight with him. This is Lu Qingfeng's speed based on his
the initial judgment made.
The journey of cultivation is nothing more than the speed and strength of cultivation. Speed includes body skills, footwork, techniques, and sharpness of the eyes.
Strength is the true essence and divine power of cultivation. Continuous breakthroughs in realm are continuous improvements in strength.
The two abilities of strength and speed are very important to the monks. If you have super speed, you can save your life. On the premise of having super speed, if you have strong power, you can save your life.
Kill the enemy with one move.
If the next strength is verified by Lu Qingfeng, then Lu Qingcheng's true strength will definitely be one of the best among the younger generation of Zhongyun Shenzhou.
The moment Lu Qingcheng appeared in front of Lu Qingfeng, the Lingbao sword instantly lit up with a dazzling light. It was obvious that his divine power had been accumulated to the extreme, and the sword shot towards Lu Qingfeng like a bolt of lightning.